“… What?”

The other party leaned toward him, his eyes bright as if he had vented his anger. He asked in a refreshed tone, “Is her name QN?”

A few professors from the Medical Association were puzzled and asked, “Teacher Qin, what are you talking about? What Instagram? What QN? Tell us clearly.”

“Am I not asking Professor Shen?” The person chuckled and patted his stomach, muttering to himself, “I think this is her. Isn’t Qiao Nian’s name QN? It must be her!”

“What on earth is it? So what if it’s her?”

“Yes, what’s going on? Tell us clearly.”

Seeing that many people were curious about what he said, the middle-aged man smiled and showed them his phone. “Look.”

Everyone gathered around and looked down.

There was a new status update with over 10,000 likes. It was sent half an hour ago.

[QN: [Picture]]

did not understand. He looked

be anxious. I’ll magnify it for you.” The chubby man opened the

It was a ranking.

medical competition. There were only two people on it, the first and second

Qing University’s Traditional Medicine Faculty, 97

place: Qi Lanyin, international

Lanyin’s final results were barely passable, with

a picture, but it made everyone who

an eye for an eye. It was as if it was

Nian to post it, especially when he saw the words “Traditional Medicine Faculty” on the photo. As a man, his eyes felt a little

and took a

so many years that he saw

of the Chinese Medicine Faculty was sitting lazily in her seat and

indeed a native of Beijing. The hotpot restaurant he had recommended had a spicy and authentic taste, and the dishes were

spicy food for more than a week. She felt very good now that she had finally come out to eat

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